Thoughts toward faith. Prayers toward wholeness.
Watching Paul Schrader’s new contemplative picture First Reformed was a journey in anxiety. Not just because every stiffly bracketed frame, every groan of synthesizer, every exercise in revulsion the plot throws at the screen was designed to produce it. That’s true too. No, I was anxious because this was a movie about faith in general,... Continue Reading →
I swear that’s not horrible news Or as boring as it sounds This essay went off the rails for me about halfway through. It started by asking the simple question: is Jesus a theologian? Can He be said to have a theology? For me, It ended up doing more than that, which we will get... Continue Reading →
“Love Never Ends” My hands gripped the pew before me so tightly they ached, as if caught in an over-wrought handshake. I drew in quick, sharp breaths. Though I was careful to keep my head still, my eyes darted wildly around the room. This was church, after all. I didn’t want to draw attention to... Continue Reading →
Rethinking the Whole “Truth and Grace” Thing It was Sunday morning, and I was squirming in church. My pastor had just hit his stride, launching fierily (real word?) into an assault on weak, shallow teaching and belief in churches. He’d chosen a phrase from the Gospel of John, one that he didn’t even have to... Continue Reading →
God of Everyone 